In the beginning, I tried a bit....to get engaged...to blend...but that soon passed.
I realize I've been holing myself up for quite a while...I've been missing my family, my usual surroundings. I'm sure quite a few others may have felt the same to some extent.
I'm ready now to free myself of these thoughts. I just thought that maybe if I stopped thinking about home, I may soon forget my brother and everything I loved. I wanted to hold onto the memories, so that may have been the reason.
Well...a new future awaits me...
- Mood:
relieved
Why am I in my Lunatic Charm form? Why can't I turn back?! And why am I feeling...flirtacious? I feel like flirting...
Time to scout for some preys.
[OOC: Utau is now permanently in her Lunatic Charm form, her devil form. And as a bonus, her mind has now been transformed to that of a hormone drove person...maybe not as extreme...but let's see where this goes.]
- Mood:
flirty
Having been here for a while, I've finally gotten my head clear.
It's always been a one-sided love. Ikuto never loved me back, not the way I would like him to. He always saw me as just his sister. It pains me as the truth finally dawns upon me. He loved Amu, the silly pink-haired girl.
Ikuto and I were never meant to be.
I love you, Ikuto, but maybe it's time I've moved on.
- Mood:
numb
Having met with the white-suited man, I suppose some things are cleared up. I’ve been drafted into this world of chaos, where the humans of this world need help. Why should I help them? I do not see the need to help them, but seeing as my health is in danger, I suppose I will have to assist them. If I do not assist them, these cuffs upon my wrists will automatically shock me for getting out of hand.
Having been separated from my dear brother and love Ikuto, I can’t help but feel lonely. All I can do is hope for this chaos to end and for me to return to Ikuto. I wonder if Ikuto misses me. I guess I still have Iru and Eru, who are safely tucked in their eggs.
The only thing I can do now is see what they have in store for me...
- Mood:
pensive
